Eternal Gate

Roar!

The dryad devil hissed, greedy in his roar.

The unicorn is a good thing. If it is swallowed into the body, if the essence is refined, it will be transformed. The adult unicorn dare not provoke it, but this little thing is only a cub.

Greed, make it crazier.

Look at the sky, covered with magic mist.

Looking at the earth, the sturdy tree vines, like a sturdy python, strayed back and forth, sealing all sides, whether it was a guqin, a little unicorn, or a human being, they could not go.

Oooh!

Little Qilin roared and jumped onto Shiqin.

It is a multi-talented unicorn who can actually play the piano. To be precise, it bounces back and forth on the piano. The original piano sound becomes messy because of it, and because of it, the chaotic sound of the piano is more lethal.

"This... also works?"

Zhao Yun was shocked when he saw it.

Looking at the tree demon, he was shocked by the sound of the piano.

For this, the little unicorn also paid the price. The whole body was burning with flames. Because of jumping on the piano, the flames were annihilated inch by inch, and there was surging vitality, and it was also extremely depressed in an instant.

Zhao Yun frowned, as he understood.

To play the piano, you need to consume your own strength.

As for the little unicorn, he knew this a long time ago, and he was also mentally prepared. He jumped to death. If he didn't jump, the power of the sound of the piano would be weakened, and the tree demon would be killed, and the whole game was over.

"You rest, I'll come."

Zhao Yun rolled up his sleeves and hugged Xiao Qilin away.

And he stepped forward, pressing both hands on the strings.

To be honest, he is not good at playing the piano.

If you can't, then play around!

Look at his little hands, like a dog digging the floor, scrabbling on the stone piano, the sound of the piano playing indiscriminately, the sound is not much better, how messy they are, the moon **** listening to them is very big.

Somebody! The chess skill is bad.

At first glance, piano skills are worse than chess skills.

This is almost the same as the one next door...

Zheng...!

Messy piano sounds are also piano sounds.

Zhao Gongzi played the piano for the first time, how bloody, blood rushed in his mouth, and his little hands were also **** and bloody. If you didn't play it, you would be shocked. This is more than a waste of power. This is simply lifeless! Every time you pluck the strings, you get a terrible backlash.

Just because this is not his piano;

Just because he and Qin are not at the same level.

If it hadn't been supported by the power of regeneration, he would have collapsed into ashes.

puff! puff!

Zhao Yun is bloody, and the guy on the opposite side is even more miserable.

The tree demon screamed again, and the pieces of tree vines were cut off. Even the chaotic sound of the piano, the lethality is not ordinary hanging, or that the stone piano is too terrible, it is nothing to put it on. Someone dared to touch its strings, that would be terrible. His quasi-sky-level tree demon demon was a **** example. He was hit by the sound of the piano, and his flesh was bloody.

"What an artifact!"

When Zhao Yun vomited blood, he still did not forget to grin and spit his tongue.

The bones were closed this time, and the injury was so severe, he still didn't forget his brain is wide open, just imagine, if you play a song against Ziyihou, most of it can bounce that stuff into fly ash in one breath.

Roar!

The Dryad Demon was furious and made a comeback again.

I really don't believe in evil. The devil in the quasi-world realm can't kill a little martial artist. He has a very high mentality, and he knows what face is, and knows...what is shame.

"Forcing me to kill myself!"

With a loud shout, Zhao Yun pulled a few strings together, pulling the strings to the limit just like bending a bow and shooting an arrow. At this moment, blood was dripping all over his body and he plucked so many strings in one breath. Consumption is not to say, it is mainly backlash. The violin invaded his body and arbitrarily messed up his limbs, corpses, internal organs, strange meridians and eight channels, making a mess. I am afraid that he is the only one who dares to play the piano like this without regeneration. Power, who dares to play like this.

Yaya!

The little unicorn was excited, jumping around.

It is connected with Zhao Yun. Knowing Zhao Yun’s meaning, he gathers the strings together in order to gather power. What he wants is a burst of explosive power. Maybe it can really kill the tree demon in one shot. At the Zhuntian level, if he let it escape, he would be chased by the heavens in the ruins of the Demon Territory. He came with a mission and didn't want to be targeted by the Zhuntian Devil.

Zheng...!

Zhao Yun let go of the strings for a moment, and the sound of the piano was harsh.

Then, I saw an arc of light slashing towards the tree demon demon. It was not a sword, but there was a sword chant, or the kind with its own sword intent. The power was not an ordinary Tyrant, and the space of the slash was distorted.

puff!

The blood-colored black light suddenly appeared.

The escaping tree demon devil suffered a devastating blow, and was cut off by the lazy waist. The wailing sound broke out, and the shards of tree vines cracked because of it, and the black blood fell like a torrential rain.

puff!

Zhao Yun also spurted blood, half of his body exploded into blood mist.

If anyone was here, he would definitely take a breath of air, a child, and now there is no human figure at all, the whole blood huls, and the blood-stained bones can be seen, one by one exposed outside.

what....!

The tree devil howled, he didn't even die.

It is also an individual talent. Not only was he not killed, but he was still drawing magic power to reshape his body. This blow was uncomfortable enough, mainly because of the intent of the piano, carrying a very destructive power.

"Blow me to death."

As Zhao Yun spoke, he formed a series of clones.

When it was over, it was a ballista, with hundreds of them in one breath. In front of each ballista, there was a clone. All of them adjusted their positions, and they all aimed at the tree demon, taking advantage of its illness to kill it. , So weak, that would have to be wiped out for him, but also save to see the sky thinking about him.

As for Shi Qin, he really didn't dare to move anymore, and if he did it again, his whole person would be blown into ashes. The power was strong and he had to do what he could. If he couldn't support its backlash, it was best not to move it.

"Listen to my orders... shoot."

Zhao Yun is a clone, bluffing.

He held the small flag and waved it abruptly.

Under the order, hundreds of ballistas all lifted the restrictions, and the strong crossbows were connected in one piece, across the sky, and one shot after another, they stuck on the remains of the tree demon devil, and in the next instant, they exploded.

what...!

The tree demon was miserable, and the bombed flesh flew away.

It was not over yet, after the first wave of attacks, the second wave of attacks followed. The tree demon was a big man, with no imaginary arrows, and the crossbow hits without exception. Anyway, just shoot toward the dead.

This is a big scene.

Let me ask, in the quasi-celestial realm, who would dare to resist so many strong crossbows, including the Yuling Princess, the weapons of war are extremely overbearing, the physical attack is strong to a certain level, and the penetration is domineering.

"Shoot, shoot me."

Zhao Yun's avatars are all live treasures, and they screamed loudly, one howling louder than one, and the attacking one more fierce than the other, and the moon gods who listened were all squinted.

The word "shooting" can't be said nonsense, it is easy to misunderstand.

Like them, what they know is to put the blame on this.

I don't know, I thought it would be put on the plane?

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There are chapters to come later.